Friday, April 10, 2009

the f-word.

I have never heard anything more profound. I am not the type to share my turmoil with my fellow bloggers, however, this particular topic has haunted me the last couple of days. I am not weak for having this attribute, and after much research and inspirational reading on the topic; I realize I am in fact incredibly strong for putting to use such an amazing characteristic. I've been hurt countless times and have more poems for heartbreak then my journals can swallow. My burden has been that of having a good heart. I am far too compassionate, generous, and remorseful. However, I refuse to be the person who holds grudges. I refuse to be the dweller. You can keep the heavy heart, I want to fly.

Forgiveness is proofThat god is a womanWild tangled hairEyelashes that have since forgotten how to batSince the beginning of timeSwollen stomach with future,Cramps like lightningAnd still has the patience to put up with the worlds shit

She must listen to the liesWe tellTo the moans and thrustsOf infidelityMust step on shattered glassComprised of broken hearts

Her menstrualAre feminist tearsMeaning she bleeds on the dailyGrabs her stomach in painAs wounded soulsClaw her insidesFor rebirth

Like them,I want to be rebornBe spit outBreathing air that is clearSporting wounds that are healedWearing burden on my skinEngraved or brandedWith words likeRapeNeglectPainMolest

The ones that are whispered in the darkYet bold enough for the lightWhere there is an onlookerSitting Indian style on the skyBlaming her heavenly palmsFor molding clay that hardensAnd words that killAnd inventing the word forgiveness.

4 comments:

The poetry is dope, as always. Do I really need to tell you that anymore?

It's funny that you blogged about the "F" word; I'm literally editing my Friday Forethought for today, and it's on the same topic. Sometimes it definitely is a hard thing to do, but imagine the possibilities you open yourself up to once you've done it. It's amazing!

Beautifully written; although I think I am forgiving to a fault(?); so much so that I still focus on my crushed petals although I've forgiven the situation. I don't know. At any rate that piece was diggity dope!! Wearing burden on my skin; tattooed with words that can only be heard whispering in the dark; I must start to except my social shame and rename my pain, "happiness".. Lil keystyle offa your joint. I'm inspired. Yaaay!! Great blog I'm following YOU when I get home..

Beautifully written; although I think I am forgiving to a fault(?); so much so that I still focus on my crushed petals although I've forgiven the situation. I don't know. At any rate that piece was diggity dope!! Wearing burden on my skin; tattooed with words that can only be heard when whispering in the dark; I must start to accept my social shame and rename my pain, "happiness".. Lil keystyle offa your joint. I'm inspired. Yaaay!! Great blog I'm following YOU when I get home..